Episode 254
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“after… … .”
Russell, who had recovered his mental strength, lightly shook his hands.
Hwareuk… … !
Then, Hwacheomchang disappears along with the remaining fire. Is it because a few seconds or minutes passed?
“──────Die!”
The commotion that started with someone’s vicious words spread to the battlefield again, and cries full of murderous intent and violence poured out from all over.
A battle unfolding with 10,000 soldiers working together.
The fact that the formation is still maintained between the imperial army and Endymion’s forces is nothing short of a miracle.
If a little more time passes, the battlefield will turn into a complete melee.
If that happened, it was clear that the damage to not only the enemy but also our allies would be uncontrollable.
‘I’ll finish it before that.’
Thinking like that, Russell slowly took a breath.
Master Daria’s originality magic summons the dwarves of firewood.
The medium is designated as grass or dry wood chips that have fallen on the plain, and will eventually become his own army.
Wow!
Happiness, happiness!
Does this at least prove that the amount of magical power is no less than that of the 8th Circle Master?
The number of dwarfs that arose was 777. It was exactly the same number as his teacher Daria.
“Ugh, ugh!”
“What is this all of a sudden—!?”
Hwa-rak, Hwa-rak-!
The dwarves emerged from an unexpected commotion and jumped into the midst of the imperial soldiers, followed by Russell moving his hand.
The moment the hand sign was made, a great deal of magic swirled between the fingers as they moved in a bizarre pattern.
A magic with enough power to kill thousands of soldiers in one go, which earned war mages who reached the peak the title of one-man army.
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
It was the moment when the Grand Army’s magic was about to reveal its omen with eight circles roaring loudly.
“Uh, over there… … !”
The earth shook slightly as someone murmured nearby.
──────────Gugugugugugu.
Is this the sound of thousands of men and horses running across the plain at once?
An off-beat vibration with no rules at all. Along with that, pitch-black waves appear from beyond the horizon.
No, it wasn’t a wave.
It was just a legion of undead whose numbers were too numerous to count.
The smell of death and odor emanating from an old corpse.
It is natural that a being whose life has come to an end cannot be revived.
A gloomy sense of death, one that can only be felt from ghosts who have survived against such providence, weighs heavily on the area.
Baron Donovan and his staff shouted as they felt goosebumps rising along their necks and forearms.
“That… … !”
“I was wondering where you hid all those undead!”
The number of undead that immediately appeared was comparable to half of Endymion’s army.
Moreover, there are as many dead people running behind the lines as there are in the front line!
‘The leaders are Death Knight and Phantom Steed,… … And is that an Abomination?’
Russell’s eyes glowed brightly as he glared at the undead.
If the speed of the Phantom Steed is added to a Death Knight that can use sword energy, it is no different from a formidable weapon in itself.
The number of Death Knights is as high as you can see.
The number of huge Abominations was more than twice that number.
It was insignificant to Russell, but the problem was the regular troops.
It was then.
“Your Majesty the Archduke!”
What Baron Donovan shouted hastily. At that shout, a look of concern appeared in Russell’s eyes.
‘… … .’
This was because he had secured victory by defeating Count Hazen, one of the enemy generals.
As long as you take the damage to your allies, you will surely be able to trample on your enemies and achieve victory.
Russell’s worries did not last long.
Wasn’t the answer to be given decided from the beginning?
“Everyone, retreat!”
The voices of the staff, including Baron Donovan, followed.
“Retreat and reorganize your lines!”
“Do not cause unnecessary casualties!”
Puuuuuuu-!
Dung, dung, dung, duung, dung.
Horns and drums sounded, signaling a retreat.
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“Get back!”
“Get out of your seat! “The undead are coming!”
The soldiers begin to retreat at a rapid pace as the order spreads out like a ripple.
However, this did not mean that the troops’ retreat process was completely peaceful.
Although the camp had not completely collapsed, a close battle was already taking place at the forefront.
Moreover, the imperial troops were not just watching Endymion’s army retreat.
“Hold on!”
“Kill me!”
“Where are you running away! “You guys!”
Doo doo doo doo doo!
Meanwhile, the army of the dead was approaching this place every moment.
It was that moment.
I don’t know when they gathered together, but blue magical light shone through the dark clouds that filled the sky.
Cloudy Ring.
Weather Form.
Grumbling-!
Gyeongcheon (驚天).
Dozens of thunderbolts fall in a circle along with a thunderbolt rushing through the sky.
Gurgling!
The destination is above the heads of the dead who are flocking towards this place!
“It’s the Archduke’s magic!”
“His Majesty the Archduke is wasting time!”
It was Russell who brought the thunderbolt.
An anti-army magic prepared to break the momentum of the imperial army. He dropped that massive magic on the head of the undead without any hesitation!
Gurgling!
The world flickers ceaselessly with dazzling brilliance.
Thunderstorm.
The magic, which is said to have the greatest power among the 8th Circle Grand Army magic, was recreated in Russell’s hands.
The power of each lightning strike is comparable to that of Ceraunos (Κεραυνός).
A concentration of dozens of lightning bolts.
It was already at a level where it was difficult to say it was a lightning strike.
It’s literally plasma.
The dead who were hit directly by it evaporated on the spot without even being able to scream.
The unit is thousands.
If that magic had come to them instead of the undead, what would it have been like by now?
“… … Heeik!?”
The overwhelming sight made many of the imperial soldiers tremble as if they were having a seizure.
Many of the dogs stopped walking as if they had forgotten to chase after the retreating Endymion army.
Fear and panic.
Among the awe that had once subsided, a hint of fear rose up once again.
Regardless, Russell, the person in question, was preparing the next magic.
‘Anyway, it’s impossible to hide the fact that I’m in the 8th circle any longer.’
Not only did they crush Count Hazen with overwhelming firepower, but they also decisively used Thunderstorm.
‘then-!’
After making his decision, Russell swung his arms without hesitation.
Floating high in the sky, he radiated his magic power generously.
Kugwagwagwagwa!
The cracked ground along its trajectory rose high into the sky.
The earthen walls that rose up all at once crossed each other and separated the friendly and enemy forces.
The day before, the magic used by Niccolò Machiavelli, the owner of the Royal Palace Tower.
It was the result of Russell arbitrarily imitating that magic.
Of course, its majesty as a fortress was inferior to that of Niccolo, but that could not be helped.
He was an expert in earth magic who had been practicing magic at the Imperial Tower for decades.
However, although it may be lacking in appearance, its intensity and scale were not lacking in any way compared to Nicolo’s!
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo!
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Banshees and zombies.
Ghouls and skeletons.
Death Knight and Phantom Steed.
And all the way to Abomination.
Meanwhile, the army of the dead, made up of all kinds of undead, rushed to the very bottom of the earthen wall, and that was at that moment.
Quagwagwagwang!
With the explosion, the high earthen wall collapsed.
Tons and dozens of tons of debris fell like rain on the heads of the undead and imperial troops.
Kwagwagwagwagwa!.
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───────Ku-gwa-gwa-gwa.
Sand dust rose magnificently.
As it was an earthen wall that rose hundreds of meters high, the collapsed remains were also enormous.
From a distance, it looks like a fairly tall rocky hill has formed.
No matter how undead they were, they wouldn’t be able to survive being crushed by a collapse of that scale.
Some of the dogs would have had their heads broken and their movements would have stopped, while others would have had all the bones in their bodies shattered and could not move.
Of course, a high-ranking undead like a Death Knight would have withstood the shock—.
‘I guess I can buy some time.’
In order to track him, he had to jump over a pile of collapsed debris.
“Uh, uh… … .”
“help me… … .”
“On the leg… … , I can’t feel my legs… … .”
Russell turned around, leaving behind the groans of the imperial soldiers who had survived despite being crushed by other debris.
As if protecting the rear of Endymion’s retreating army, he ran after it.
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Three days after that.
Endymion, who had retreated after completing his turn, was in a situation where the camp was in the rear.
It has to be that way.
It was an all-out war that took place on a large scale and was a melee. Time was needed to repair the damage incurred in the process and reorganize the military.
Perhaps because of the wall of debris created by Russell, fortunately the undead did not chase after him either.
‘The number of dead was three hundred, and the number of injured was more than three times that number… … Even if we count only the seriously injured, there are about 500… … .’
Jeopuk, Jeopuk-.
As he walked, Russell recalled the report he received from Baron Donovan a few days ago and complained.
Even though it is a battlefield where people die and kill, it would be a lie if I, as a commander, did not feel responsible for the deaths of our troops.
Eventually, Russell’s steps stopped at a place where several pure white tents were spread out.
A place where the smell of drugs and alcohol tickled my nose even before I got close.
It was the place where the wounded were treated within the military camp.
The reason Russell walked here was simple.
While Russell was fighting with Count Hazen, Hubert had a duel with the Empire’s top mage.
This was because it was reported that he finally came to his senses and woke up.
“execution.”
As I mumbled with concern, Hubert’s voice was heard from beyond the pure white tent.
“Please come in.”
Once inside, Hubert was sitting on the hospital bed with his arm wrapped in a bandage, looking at Russell.
Was it damaged during the battle? The grimy monocle he was previously wearing also appears to have been replaced with a new one.
“Are you okay?”
Hubert’s mouth twitched at Russell’s question.
“I didn’t see it that way, so I’m disappointed.”
“… … yes?”
“You asked the winner if he was okay. Is that polite? Priests.”
I can see that the pupils behind the newly replaced monocle are curved in an arc.
A rare and incongruous laugh. As if that wasn’t enough, he even made a joke that he didn’t usually make.
Isn’t it like the person himself has changed? Hubert smiled slightly as he faced Russell’s embarrassed face.
“Even though I was pretty hurt, I turned him into ashes and buried him in the ground, so it wouldn’t be a loss-making business.”
He smiled and boasted about his major. It was as if the person himself had changed, a composure that had not been seen before.
“execution. no way… … ?”
Russell suddenly asked, thinking of one possibility.
“It is as the priest thinks.”
Hubert smiled and agreed.
“I’m not sure yet… … , I think I got at least a hint.”
As Hubert said that, his eyes were sparkling like stars behind his monocle.
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